I dreamt I was supposed to be searching for something in a food warehouse. I was going down aisles that had open shelving of produce and I was to find certain floor tiles that had a bit of a nick in them. These were the tiles that were hollow underneath and I was supposed to look under them for something, although not sure what. I worked steadily looking for them trying not to be noticed. I was seen by either an owner or a clerk and they walked straight over to me. I quickly replaced a tile and they telling me this was only a place for restaurant owners and chefs etc. I ignored what she said and went on to say how I was unimpressed with the ?? some herb and what I was expecting to find. She immediatley assumed I was the right kind of customer and went on to show me other items in season, blueberries etc. Then I walked down an aisle and some friends of mine were sitting at a table, a French guy (JL) and another friend (PC). We were sitting to have a late lunch or dinner. The owner came over and she was chatting us up being a little overly friendly. She said ooooh... (looking at me) I remember now.... you were the one who openned up that great bottle of wine, (in my mind running through some of the nice wine I have had and which it could be)... then she said it was a ?? blanc. I was thinking white?? I openned up a great bottle of white wine??? Then she walked away, she was Cecil de France .
When she walked away. I told my friend... she is that woman in the movie we say .... blah blah blah... JL said..."I deedn't like zat feelm." and made a face.
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